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Entered According to Act of Congress, A. D. 1S77, bj' J. N. Dennett, in 
office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. 

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Ijiiics Sugrgrested at the dedication of the 

Arm 5 and Navy Monument on Boston 

Common, September 17, 1877. 

'Tis on a sultry autumn day, 
That we behold this great display 
Of art and science both combined, 
To tell the tale to all mankind. 
It is a very simple tale — 
That truth and justice must prevail. 
No power on earth can firmly stand 
Protecting evil in its land. 
Beneath its base a message lies. 
Which may not meet with mortal eyes ; 
And yet should time continue on. 
And no convulsion shake it down. 
Ten centuries may fly away 
Before this monument's decay. 
A very solemn thought to all 
On this occasion, gTeat and small ; 
That this great multitude shall pass 
Away like tender blades of grass. 
And not an earthly trace be found 
Of scarcely one upon this ground. 
Yet this great monument remain 
To speak the solemn truth again, 
That liberty must be maintained 
Tho' tyrants by the score are slain. 
Our heroes who are dead and gone 
From Lincoln back to Washington, 
Whatever rank or place they held. 
We honor, while our hearts are swelled. 
The humblest private in the ranks 
Shall always have our warmest thanks. 
Oh, may we all in bonds of love 
Unite with thei^ and God above ! 
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INTEMPERANCE. 



The whirlpool of intemperance 

Still yawns within its place ; — 
It swallows up one-sixteenth part 

Of all the human race. 
The place it occupies is w^here 

The habit has its l^ii'th, — 
'Tis there it sweeps its victims 'in 

And desolates the earth. 
The place it occupies is where 

Inebriates are reared. 
It is a place of low resort, 

And greatly to be feared. 
The place it occupies is where 

The gilded bars entice 
Young men to leave an upright life 

And enter one of vice. 
The place it occupies is where 

The great are called to dine ; 
Where half the entertainment is 

Champagne and sparkling wine. 
The place it occupies is where 

Distilleries are run. 
The devil owns the whole concern 

That manufactures rum. 
It is by far the greatest scourge 

The earth has ever known, 
And yet by far the easiest shunned 

If rum is let alone. 
The situation is most sad 

When strong men have to yield ;— 
Relentless law no mercy has, 

Its penalties no shield. 
The Ironclads throughout the land 

Are working for the right. 
One day of sober, honest life, 

Brings thankfulness at night. 
A consciousness of power above 

To save the wrecked and lost, 
A glorious era, come at last 

When people count the cost. 
The Lord will cause in his own time 

The wretched work to cease, 
That all may follow him in hfe 

And then depart in peace. 






THE RAPTO FLIGHT OF TIME WITH ITS 
ATTENDANT CHANGl^S. 

All things are fleeting here below, — 

The moment we are born, 
The whirl of time begins with us 

And very soon we're gone. 
Jesus is caUing as we go, — 

For in hfe's early morn 
We often hear it said, Oh, dear ; 

Poor papa, he is gone ! 
And when all earthly joys look bright 

And gladness seems to dawn. 
The sweet turns into bitterness, — 

Dear mother, she is gone ! 
A father broken-hearted walks 

Out on the quiet lawn ; 
Repulsive are the charms of earth, 

His little ones are gone. 
A mother now with sobbing grief 

And every joy forlorn, 
Walks round the house so deathly still, — 

Her darling ones aie gone. 
Worn out with sorrow and despair, 

While heart fi'om heart was torn, 
She's with her darling ones at rest 

Who have so lately gone. 
There is a precious spot on earth. 

Their graves I do adorn; 
I love the ground wherein they he, — 

My dear ones, they are gone. 
The sun and moon withhold their light. 

All nature seems to mourn; 
I'm left alone a wanderer, 

My loved ones all are gone. 
Let every sigh and every sob 

And every tear be gone, 
For soon they'll say as I have said. 

My neighbor, he is gone. 
My time is past, my work is done, 

I'm like a shock of corn; 
A few days more, and I shall join 

The heavenly band that's gone. 
And now my friends, I hope and tiTist 

These lines may serve to warn, 
To live for Christ and not ourselves, 

For we shall soon be gone. 



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REPUDIATION. 



Eepudiation is a crime 

Against the living God. 
The laws may call it what they please, 

'Tis nothing else but fraud. 
Empires and kingdoms cannot change 

The great eternal law 
Of truth and justice, into sham, 

And no displeasure draw. 
Cities and states may undertake 

Stern justice to reverse. 
It may be hard to pay their debts, 

But backing out is worse. 
It's cowardly and very base 

To aid a swindling scheme. 
Kepudiation is just that, 

And that is what they mean. 
The smaller towns may take it up, 

And when their councils meet 
Declare they will not pay their debts, 

'Tis easier to cheat. 
Commercial firms and business men 

With precedents like these, 
Should tell the world, dishonesty 

Has not the power to please. 
The drones of earth are looking on 

Determined not to work ; 
Delighted with the brightening chance 

To rob and steal and shirk. 
Repudiate ! The word I hate ! 

The language may seem strong. 
But every sin is in its train, 

And Satan leads the throng. 
" Do unto others " is our guide ; 

When we from that depart. 
Dark ages past will reappear 

And sadden every heart. 
Should v/e our neighbors love, and treat 

As we would like ourselves. 
All wars and legal strife would cease 

AYhich mahce now foretells. 
True character upon the rock 

Can suffer no decay. 
Great wealth and lionors on the sands 

Are easily washed away. 



